Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!
Chapter 271 Brandon’s Plan

Brandon angrily threw his phone to the ground.

With a loud crash, his phone screen cracked.

Mrs. Madden quickly held Brandon's arm.' Why are you so angry? What did Julien say to you?"

"It's about the engagement annulment!" Brandon sat down and added, "He made up his mind to annul the engagement with Lyra this time. He even decided a time and date for the press conference!" "What? There's no room for negotiation at all?" Mrs. Madden was shocked.

Brandon sighed. "Yes." "What should we do, then?" Mrs. Madden was incredibly anxious.

Brandon's eyes were gloomy as he said nothing.

What should they do? How would he know?

If he had figured something out, he would not be sitting here without doing anything.

Trison Corporation became one of the ten major businesses because of Flint Corporation. Once they lose their marriage alliance with the Flint family, the Flint family would cease their support. Not only would Trison Corporation fall out of the top ten list, but other corporations might also take the opportunity to oppress them.

After all, Trison Corporation had unreasonably taken a lot of resources from other businesses just because they had the support of the Flint family. Brandon, more than anyone, would want the marriage alliance to carry on.

He rubbed his face in annoyance and suddenly had an idea. He looked at Mrs.

Madden. "What do you think if we make Lyra and Julien have a one-night stand?"

"What?" Mrs. Madden was stunned.

Brandon's face was gloomy as he said, "As long as Julien and Lyra reach that extent, he will not be able to annul the engagement. Unless he doesn't mind being reprimanded and looked down upon by the business world."

Mrs. Madden bit her lip. "This... Isn't this just forcing him?"

"We have to force him. This is the only way to keep the marriage alliance going."

Brandon stared at her and added, "Think about it. If the marriage alliance falls apart, other businesses will start to attack us, and your friends will also be laughing at us behind our backs. Next time when you g out with them, do you want to be pointed fingers at and mocked by them? Do you not want to go shopping and get your facial treatments as you like?"

The words successfully made Mrs. Madden incredibly worried. She quickly shook her head in horror and said, "Of course, not!"

Even before her engagement, she had always been living a wealthy life. She never had to worry about money, thus she never asked about the prices of things before buying them. She could never imagine herself worrying about money in the future.

Moreover, her friends were all rich ladies with husbands operating large corporations. She was their center of attention these days because of her outstanding son-in-law, and everyone was trying to curry favor with her. Once they found that her son-in-law was no longer Julien Flint, they would stop their special treatment and even start mocking her. Just that thought made her shudder.

Brandon was satisfied with her reaction." So, we can only take this risk."

"Honey, how are you planning to make them have a one-night stand?" Mrs. Madden asked with her fist clenched tight.

Brandon narrowed his eyes. "It's easy. Lyra can ask Julien out to meet in a hotel. Lyra can drug Julien while they're there. When the time is right, we can send some reporters there. If Julien still insists on the engagement annulment by then, he'll only be digging his own grave. People around the world will not let him off and he will drag Flint Corporation down as well."

"I understand. We're using the public opinion to force Lyra on Julien." Mrs. Madden nodded.

"That's right. Call Lyra and get her to come home. We have to do it tonight since we can't afford to waste any more time," Brandon said with a solemn expression. "I called Lyra earlier but she didn't pick up my call," Mrs. Madden said with uneasiness.

Brandon did not care. He stood up and said, "Keep calling. Keep calling until she picks up. We only have this much time to waste."

Mrs. Madden shut her mouth and did as he said.

On the other side, in an abandoned warehouse, a man was holding a ringing phone as he walked toward two other men in front of the warehouse entrance. "Mr. Lowe, Lyra's phone is ringing again." The man handed the phone over.

Layden threw a glance at the phone and said, "Ignore it."

"Yes!" When the man heard him, he kept the phone right away.

On the other side, Finn looked at his watch. "It's about time. Go in and ask them to get started. When the sky falls, throw her at a crowded place."

"I understand." The man's eyes shone, and he turned around to return to the warehouse.

Finn fished for a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. He took out two cigarettes and handed one to Layden.

Layden did not reject it.

Just then, in the warehouse behind them, a woman's shrill scream broke the silence." Who are you?"

Lyra Madden had woken up.

Lyra woke up when a cold pail of water was splashed onto her. When she realized that she was tied up in an unknown place, her face turned pale.

She suddenly understood that she had been kidnapped again.

"Who are we?" The few men standing before Lyra gave her sinister smiles. They rubbed their hands together as they said," Of course, we're here to make you feel good."

When Lyra heard that, her heart tightened.

What was going on?

Sydney was supposed to be in her place right now. How did it become her instead? "What's the point of saying so much to her? Let's just start. We have to take a video to get our pay." A man holding a video camera urged them from a spot not far away.

Lyra looked at the man and recognized him in a single glance. "It's you!"

He was the one who brought her to the alley.

Something flashed across the man's eyes, but it quickly disappeared. He held the video camera toward Lyra. "I started the recording. Begin now."

"Aye!" The few men approached Lyra with a vicious smile on their faces.

Lyra knew what they were going to do and she froze. Her face also became paler than before as she shouted, "Stop there! Don't come closer!" The few men ignored her and continued approaching her.

Very quickly, they reached Lyra and pushed her onto the ground. They also restrained her hands and feet.

One of them took out a syringe with a pale pink substance within it.

The man flicked the syringe and looked at Lyra with a smug smile. "Do you know what's inside? This is good stuff that can turn good girls into whores."

As he said that, he injected the substance into Lyra's arm under her frightful stare.

Lyra's expression changed and she twisted violently in an attempt to break free. She screamed, "Let go of me! I'm warning you! I'll make you suffer and you'll be begging for your death!" "Begging for our deaths?" The few of them sneered.

The one who was holding the syringe just now gave Lyra a tight slap.

Lyra screamed and her face turned to the side. Her cheek was burning in pain, and even her brain went blank for a moment. The corner of her mouth was bleeding, and she looked pathetic.

The man threw the empty syringe to the side and tugged on her hair. "You're just a toy. You're not begging, but spouting nonsense like making us suffer? Brothers, let's start. We can't disappoint her. I heard she's the ex-wife of Flint Corporation's president. I think playing with someone like that will be fun!"